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Week Six
[Last week, in It's Curtains, the weather changed, and with it your fortune in Dads. Discord took Salieri out - or perhaps Salieri took Discord out - and left the survivors with that much less impulse control. Nonetheless, a visit from a new friend might have provided a little bit of much-needed hope?
On Sunday morning, you'll find that the other side of the second floor has opened up - as well as the actual intended path to reach the roof garden. You can finally stop climbing up that rope every time you want to have a picnic or secret lover's rendezvous!
Outside, the weather seems to have calmed down. It's sunny again, with rather a lot of clouds. Though it's warm, the atmosphere seems very...still.]
Sunday | Monday | Tuesday | Wednesday | Thursday
(( Be sure to submit your memory regain and your AC for this week! As always, Hester's office hours and the merch booth remain available. ))
On Sunday morning, you'll find that the other side of the second floor has opened up - as well as the actual intended path to reach the roof garden. You can finally stop climbing up that rope every time you want to have a picnic or secret lover's rendezvous!
Outside, the weather seems to have calmed down. It's sunny again, with rather a lot of clouds. Though it's warm, the atmosphere seems very...still.]
(( Be sure to submit your memory regain and your AC for this week! As always, Hester's office hours and the merch booth remain available. ))
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They're just rounding the bend as they hear Orpheus calling out, and the fast, nearly frantic gallop slows to a more easygoing trot as they get closer. Eventually coming to a stop before Orpheus.]
Orpheus! Hey. [She nods to him.] Yup. This is Fidella. My, uh, horse from back home.
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Although something strikes him as he's waiting to see if she goes for it, brows furrowing as he tries to imagine - ]
Did she come out of the machine?
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Actually, no. If you can believe it. [she scoffs.] Apparently, Janis got a piece of paper out of the machine that pointed her outside, and Fidella was just... there.
[Fidella huffs, as though she's as put off by it as everyone else.]
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Well, she's a beautiful horse. Are you having an okay time taking care of her, here? I don't really know what horses need to stay healthy. [ He imagines a school setting is... probably sub-optimal, though? ]
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There's plenty of grass for her, and I've been bringing down food from the kitchen. It's not perfect, but I'm... trying. At least she didn't show up when we were trapped inside.
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Well, the good news is Fidella likes most people.
[Truly. Fidella bends her head down to better greet Orpheus - or get some head pets. Probably both.]
I'll be fine. I've known Fidella for a long, long time. I was practically raised with her.
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[ Ones that probably aren't subject to the Wizard's rules in the same way the humans and sponge and Lumpy Spacer are. He pats Fidella on the head carefully, feeling out how she likes being petted. ]
Are you... a knight? You have the sword, and the horse. I guess not everyone who has both is, but. [ It seems worth asking! ]
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[She likes having her friends here. But.... What if she gets hurt? What if they get hurt? How many animals were stuck in that cursed machine?]
No. Not a knight. I... wanted to be a guard. [Wanted. It's distant now. Not for her, and might never be.] I used to be the princess's lady-in-waiting, but... that fell through.
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[ He listens to her answer, frowning a little as he continues to pat Fidella gently. ]
I'm... sorry to hear that. It sounds like it must've been really important to you.
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[Her eyes have shifted - away from Orpheus, away from all of this. Into the far distance.]
I, uh, made some bad choices. And... here we are.
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[ Her betraying her friends, in the search of something they wouldn't help her with. ]
Sorry, I don't mean to pry. If you don't want to talk about it, you don't have to.